With Vivian spread eagled on the blanket, Erica squirmed into her optimum position, and wrapped one of her arms under and around one of her sister's parted thighs. In this manner, she was able to bring both of her hands up to spread apart Vivian's labia lips causing the clitoris to prominently protrude. Erica sunk her teeth onto Vivian's clit and forcibly bit it to cause a momentary sharp, acute pain. Vivian let out an emphatic shriek in reaction to the unexpected attack on her clitoris. In addition her body shivered throughout but she uttered no protest nor did she implore Erica to stop. Having maneuvered Vivian's clit to one corner of her mouth Erica was able to refrain from letting go of her sister's clit, as she commenced licking the vaginal walls and lapping up the female fluids present.
Since Vivian had utilized a non fragrant soap in her earlier shower and had not dabbed any perfume on her body, she emitted her sexual female essence pure and unadulterated. As the prime beneficiary to the release of Vivian's scent, Erica's brain was overwhelmed with intoxicating sensations. Although completely heterosexual by nature, Erica was not immune to the sexual allure of her nubile sister. Thus, as Erica applied her tongue to the insides of Vivian's vagina, she continuously uttered without ceasing a series of high pitched squeals. Her vocalization was absolutely involuntary; Erica could not have avoided her utterances even if she had been consciously determined to do otherwise. To further give vent to the excitement overcoming her, Erica alternated in lifting her calves up in the air and semi twirling her foot, while she was stimulating Vivian orally.
For Vivian's part she was absolutely enraptured in sexual euphoria. She lifted one leg over Erica's shoulder resting the heel on her sister's back. She placed both her hands into Erica's golden tresses and grabbed a hold so as to help direct the path to achieve the ultimate pleasure. And Vivian wasn't silent either. She alternatively grunted, squeaked, sighed and moaned; totally involuntarily as she could not discern that her brain sent any direct conscious signals to her voice box. The pleasures Vivian experienced gave her the impression that she was floating in the air rather than actually having oral sex firmly ensconced on terre firma.
As Erica's tongue action relentlessly increased in velocity it drove Vivian into an exhilaration she had never experienced, and which she probably would not have thought possible. She ground her hips against Erica's mouth to derive even greater pleasures as if such were possible. Vivian could sense the build up of her orgasm and consciously knew the same was forthcoming. But when it did arrive she was unexpectedly completely done in. To allow relief for her overwhelming feelings she was forced to scream as she released her hands from Erica's hair. And she carried on for some length of time repeatedly shouting:
"Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Shit! Shit! Shit!"
Erica broke into a satisfactory smile in reaction to Vivian's outburst. Proud of being the catalyst to her sister's joy and an apparent fulfilling orgasm, she was rewarded with a peaceful bliss occupying her own mind. She casually leaned over to seemingly thoughtlessly take one of Vivian's nipples in her mouth and proceeded to suck on it. This action stopped Vivian in her tracks from her vocalizations as she became aware of a new assault on her body. Instead she started panting. The exquisite sensation of Erica's mouth on her breasts invoked a feeling in Vivian's mind that her spine was being scraped by a scalpel; and she shivered again in reaction.
Erica abruptly ceased sucking on Vivian's nipple and moved beside Vivian to confront her sister head to toe. Sliding one arm under Vivian's head Erica caused her sister to turn sideways. In this position Erica started kissing Vivian softly but intensely. She reached over with her free hand to Vivian's mons and recommenced rubbing her sister's clit as well as massaging the folds of the vulva. Vivian almost had no option but to reciprocate. She received Erica's kiss joyfully as she reached over to stimulate her sister's vagina.
By this time Erica was becoming totally aroused as she continuously moaned while being pleasured. For her part, Vivian was grunting her pleasures. The sound of Vivian's grunting was unmistakably feminine which inflamed Matthew English as he was watching the Laaning sisters' cheerful frolicking. By this time Matt had divested himself of all his clothes and was stroking his penis in reaction to what he was witnessing.
Finally having reached the apex of her sexual arousal, Erica's orgasm took full hold of her body. Erica was essentially forced to halt her kissing of Vivian so that she could scream out her frenzy. Her reaction to her own orgasm had an eerie resemblance to her sister's previous one. Her vocalization uncannily exactly mirrored Vivian's despite the differences in the sound of their voices. This in turn had a profound effect on the spectator: Matthew English.
Matt was not near his climax until Erica started screaming. But at that point he could sense that his ejaculation was immediately imminent. A compelling feeling for the need of a female mouth on his cock overcame him. Realizing Erica in her agonizing throes was not in a position to effectively provide such desired relief, Matt dropped onto his knees next to Vivian's head. Sensing Matt's immediate presence, Vivian turned her head and instinctively took Matt's cock into her mouth. The timing was perfect as Vivian received a mouthful of cum as soon her lips clamped down on his rod.
As Matt was squirting his semen into Vivian's mouth she had in essence no option but to swallow same. As this was her second tasting of Matt's sperm, an irrelevant thought crossed her mind; Matt's sperm was slightly different in taste than that of Ray Gainer. She could not pin point the difference whether one was more or less saltier or bitter or pungent than the other. For that reason she could not attribute an explanation for the perceived discrepancy. She then giggled in response to the realization that her thoughts were not congruent to the steamy sexual activity in which she was participating.
As soon as Vivian could sense Matt had come to the end of his load, she released his cock from her mouth. Once freed from Matt's phallus her giggling fit then prompted her to laugh out loud. Erica now perspiring freely from the effect of her acute orgasm was non plussed by Vivian's mirthful outburst. So she inquired:
"Please Vivian what's so funny?"
Believing that an admission of her actual thoughts might not be favorably received and besides would not accurately credit her pleasures that she had truly enjoyed, Vivian on the spur of the moment offered this explanation:
"Oh it just struck me that as a little girl I had happily enjoyed many a picnic here. Little did I know then that 'The Forest' was so suitable for alternative pleasurable outings."
Erica wryly answered:
"Well yes that's true. Matt and I have previously taken advantage of this spot for some fun. But speaking of picnics I've prepared some lunch for us. Why don't we eat a little before we continue our afternoon. You guys are hungry aren't you?"
Vivian replied:
"Oh sure I wouldn't mind a sandwich. What about you Matt?"
Matthew English offered no objection; he was mindful that this day would become very memorable and he was intent on savoring every moment. Erica had actually put together a sumptuous fare, which would have satisfied even the most fastidious picnic diner. She had made ham and roast beef sandwiches accompanied by fat pickles. Those were procured from a huge barrel her mother had maintained filled with brine concocted from a traditional recipe from her mother's German family which had been handed down for generations.
In addition to the pickles Erica had grabbed a jar of pickled mushrooms and a jar of pickled eggs to supplement the variety of the complements for the sandwiches. Erica had also provided a regular potato salad as well as a beet salad. The latter was known as "rosolje" a traditional Estonian dish derived from her father's ancestry. It was a salad comprising of potatoes, beets and herring. For dessert there were slices of German chocolate cake and to wash down the meal Erica had brought along some bottles of an excellent California Merlot. As the three of them were eating Erica started the following conversation:
"Is this not great? Isn't this food yummy?"
The other two could only nod in agreement as Erica continued:
"If you can't guess Matt, I think you ought to know that this was not spontaneous. I had planned this when Vivian confessed her desires."
Matt answered:
